Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 07:27:37 -0700
From: toni526@hotmail.com
Subject: Behemoth
This story is true, an experience that happened to me a recently while on a
business trip to San Francisco. It ranks as the all time best experience I
have ever had and opened my eyes and mind wide to new and wonderful things.
Behemoth
My name is Randy Hilliard. Married, three beautiful little girls, a
gorgeous husband, almost 40 and finally getting the respect I deserve in
this business. At only 5 feet 2 inches, I have kept my weight at 105 for
many years. My red curls have only a small trace of gray, which I keep
intact since I've earned each and every one of them.
I had just flown into the city from New York, arriving early on a Monday
morning. As I sat in the back of a taxi, making some last minute changes
to a presentation on my laptop computer, I was thankful for the eight hours
I had been able to sleep on the plane. This was going to be a long day.
After the presentation, I had to meet with the company information systems
manager to bring their environment up to the presentation's standards.
The taxi pulled up before the office building near the Mark Hopkins Hotel.
I was immediately ushered into a waiting conference room, introduced,
greeted warmly and invited to begin the presentation. As I had expected,
it went fabulously! I was proud as each person asked questions that were
intelligent and to the point. When we were finished, I received rounds of
congratulations and left the conference room beaming. I felt that I was
Superwoman!
The company CEO took me by the hand and led me to a row of offices on the
next floor down and asked a beautiful, long-legged girl to take me to the
office of the Information Technology Manager. She fixed me with a huge
smile and looked me up and down before leading me down the hallway.
Now, I'm no naive little girl new to San Francisco with no understanding
of bisexual urges. I've had those urges on occasion and plenty of chances
to do something about it but I never gave into them. And, unfortunately, I
was scheduled for a red eye flight out tonight. So, another tryst
possibility would probably be passing by the board.
We arrived at a door with the name Doreen Marks, Information Technology
Manager. My guide smiled again. She knocked twice on the door and walked
away, her eyes on me as she passed. I smiled at her and, hearing "Come on
in", I opened the door and entered the office.
Suffice to say, what greeted me was shocking. Doreen Marks standing behind
her desk, her arm outstretched toward me. She stood approximately 5 feet,
4 inches tall, a very round black face with a short afro and weighed in at
over 400 pounds. Her chest consisted of the largest tits I had ever seen
and her arms were gigantic. She wore a broad, knowing smile and as she
took my hand in hers, she said with a booming voice, "Ms. Hilliard, welcome
to San Francisco! I'm Doreen Marks. Nice to meet another female achiever
in this fuckin' company! Have a seat."
I eased myself into a chair before her desk. I crossed my legs and leaned
forward toward her desk and for the next two hours we poured over reviews
of her operation and her people. As we worked, I began to like Doreen.
She was intelligent, infused with a delight in her work and proud of her
group's ideas. I would occasionally glance at her when she wasn't looking,
her huge mass squeezed into a dress too tight for her, her bulk imposing.
But, at the same time, interesting.
When we finally wrapped up our work, it was almost noon. And, we were both
becoming very hungry.
"How about some lunch, Randy? I'm buying. Are you hungry?"
"Famished," I said, putting my note pad away. Doreen stood, her huge bulk
blocking the window. She picked up her purse and walked around to the
front of her desk to my chair and offered me a hand. I took it and stood
up, but she didn't step back and I ended up pressed fully against her great
tits. She moved so that my butt was against the desk and pressed against
me. She smiled, her large, beautiful face and eyes glowing. She leaned
forward and kissed me on the lips. I was so shocked at the light touch of
her lips, that I couldn't speak. She laughed, a loud full-bellied laugh.
But, not a mocking laugh.
"You've never been with a woman before, have you? I suspected as much.
And, certainly not with a black elephant. Oh, don't worry. I'm not trying
to rape you. Yeah, I'm a lesbian, but I don't force myself on anyone," she
said, backing away from me. "I don't have to do that. You'd be surprised
how many women love the idea of being with a big woman. Come on, let's get
that lunch."
Flustered, I picked up my briefcase and laptop and walked to the door.
"No, not that one. Let's take the back entrance. If we go out there,
Beverly will get jealous and think we're doing something," she laughed.
"You mean that girl that brought me in here? You and her? She's a
lesbian?"
"Oh, no. Not Beverly. She's just a new bisexual. We got together once and
she wants to go again. But, I like to be able to talk to my girls once in
a while. She has the brains of a goat, if you know what I mean. Come on,
let's go," she said, taking my hand and leading me out of the office.
Doreen and I grabbed a taxi at the side entrance to the building. I
climbed in first and Doreen forced her bulk in beside me. She barked an
address to the driver and settled back. She was so huge, we were packed in
tight in the back seat, my leg pressed against her tree trunk leg.
Strangely, the contact felt warm and good. I looked into her large, round
black face. She smiled at me and I felt.good, liked. Enjoyed. Smiling,
Doreen leaned over and kissed my lips again. Only a light peck, but it
felt good. Her leg continued to press against mine, harder now than
before.
The taxi pulled up before a large building and we climbed out. Looking
around, I asked, "is there a good restaurant in this building?"
"The very best," she said. "My apartment. Come on. I'll cook something
up for us."
As we entered her apartment, I was really impressed. All done in earth
tones, antique furniture and bronze figurines festooned the walls. I
recognized works of art by some of the best contemporary artists in the
country. I dropped my case and laptop onto a table near the door and began
to walk around. Doreen headed directly to the kitchen and began to put
together what turned out to be a veritable feast.
Stuffed to the gills, we moved to the couch before a roaring fire and
talked. We quickly lost tack of time as I found Doreen to be a quick wit
and deeply intelligent. I was also becoming aware of an animal sense about
this great woman, a warmth that permeated the room. I was very comfortable
with her and didn't in the lease mind when she leaned across the couch to
me and kissed me again. This time, however, the kiss lasted longer that
before. I didn't resist her kiss and was pleasantly surprised when I felt
her tongue tapping against my lips.
Slowly, I opened my lips and let her tongue into my mouth, letting my
tongue wrap around hers. She reached her great arms out to me and I
shifted my position so that I was leaning against her, my size 36D tits
against her - what? 60EE? I had no idea, but I had the feeling I was going
to find out.
Doreen broke the kiss and, holding my face in her huge hands, said, "Randy,
are you sure you want to go ahead with this? You may be turned off by my
body." For the first time, I saw an uncertainty in her eyes.
"Doreen, if I hadn't wanted to see where this would go, do you think I
would have come up here with you? I'm not that stupid, you know. Kiss me
again. Please?"
Doreen smiled at me and brought her large lips to mine, grinding her teeth
against mine, our tongues battling in our mouths. She brought her hand up
to cup my tit through my suit jacket, squeezing it hard. Her large hands
completely covered it, sending sensations through me. She began to
unbutton my jacket and slipped it from my shoulders. I reached down to put
my hands on one of her huge tits, sinking into the massive mound.
Doreen pushed me away from her and stood up, taking my hand and leading me
toward her bedroom. A huge bed occupied most of the room, larger than the
usual king-sized. The room was dark, with only a single Tiffany lamp
burning on one of the nightstands. We stood beside the bed and looked at
each other.
Next to Doreen, I was as though a child. My 5 feet 2 inches were over a
head shorter. My 105 pounds, her well over 400 pounds. I pulled my
sweater over my head and dropped it beside the bed. Next, I unbuttoned,
then unzipped my skirt and let it drop around my feet. I stood before her
clad only in my black bra and panties. I reached behind me and undid my
bra, letting my tits fall. As I reached for my panties, Doreen stopped me.
"I want to take them off. Please."
I smiled and reached for the buttons on her starched white shirt and slowly
unbuttoned them. I needed her help in pulling the shirt from her tight
skirt. Then, I opened it and slid it from her great shoulders. Her bra
held back the largest tits I had ever seen, huge mounds straining at a
large white bra. I reached for the button at the side of her skirt and
pulled her zipper down. I knelt at her feet and pulled her skirt down her
hips and off. I stood up and stared at the mammoth woman before me.
Doreen was unbelievable. Her lets were as thick as huge tree trunks. Her
thighs had very little of the cellulite I'd expected. They were wide,
smooth, virtually no hair. Her panties still hid her pussy but the thick
jungle of pussy hair clearly showed through the thin material. There was
dampness at the bottom of her V and it excited me to no end to know that I
had caused it. Her waist and stomach were as large as her hips.
Doreen reached behind her to unfasten her bra. She held it in place for a
moment, a sudden fear crossing her dark brown features. I knew she was
worried to show me her body, afraid I would laugh or run out of the room.
I walked closer to her, looking her right in the eye, letting her see how
turned on I had become. Reaching out, I took the bra from her and pulled
it away. I watched in awe as her giant tits rolled into view.
Her very dark brown tits were enormous. Long, hanging down to her navel,
and wide, at least a 70 EE size. Her caps were at least two inches wide,
with little bumps, darker than her tits. But, her nipples were amazing.
They were at least a full inch long and wide. They were also as hard as
rocks. They were soft looking, smooth and full. My mouth began to water.
I knelt at Doreen's feet and began to pull her panties down.
The panties were so large and tight, it took much of my strength to get
them over her hips and down her thick legs. Her great stomach came into
view, smooth again, with a very deep belly button. Then the beginning of
her cunt hair. At that sight, I began to shudder, smelling her, watching
more and more of her bush coming into view. The hairs were unlike mine.
Hers were more compressed, more curly and course. I pulled the panties
further until they became caught on her great thighs, around the leg bands
and between her thighs. With a firm tug, I finally got them free and down
her large calves and off. I stood before her, amazed that I was so turned
on by her. As I stood up, Doreen took my hands in hers and she led me to
the bed. She stopped me and, with great difficulty, knelt before me and
easily slipped my panties off my hips and around my feet. She pulled back
and, once again with difficulty, stood up, staring at me. I could see her
eyes glaze over.
Doreen sat on the edge of the bed and reached her hands out to me. I let
her lead me to her and sat myself down on her lap, letting my ass wriggle
against her enormous thighs. She reached an arm around my shoulders and
pulled hard against her great chest. I could feel my tits being swallowed
up by the size and softness of her tits and I buried my face against her
shoulder. Her hands caressed my hair, my check, my shoulders and down my
back. I was amazed at her gentleness, never letting her great size force
anything. I felt so safe in her arms.
As Doreen caressed my body, I reached my hand to her left tit, squeezing
the soft flesh, hefting the weight of it. I took her long, hard nipple in
my fingers, rolling it, pinching it. I pulled the tit towards my mouth,
letting my tongue tease around her tit cap, feeling each bump, then touched
it to the nipple. Doreen shook with lust as I pulled the nipple and as
much of her tit into my mouth as possible, letting my tongue lick over the
chocolate flesh. I closed my teeth around the nipple and gently bit down.
Doreen pressed my head down to her tit, allowing me to run my hands over
the great expanse of her flesh. I felt the side of her tit, onto her side,
around her back, luxuriating in the softness of her flesh. One of my hands
crept behind Doreen, caressing her back, while my other one slipped down to
her huge hip. I ran the tips of my fingers over the flesh and squeezed the
flesh with every stop.
Doreen gently lifted me from her lap and moved onto the middle of the bed,
pulling me down alongside of her. She leaned over me, careful not to put
her massive weight onto me. "You're so beautiful," she said, using her
free hand to gently caress my tits. As she squeezed first one, then the
other, she whispered, "I love the feel of your body, Honey. You're so
tiny, so wonderful. I hope you aren't disappointed with me."
I reached up and pulled Doreen's darkly beautiful face down to mine and
kissed her long and hungrily. When I broke the kiss, I asked, "Does that
answer your question? I love your body, Doreen. I feel so safe and warm
with you. I love the softness of your body, the wonderful smoothness of
your skin. Please, please. Make love to me. I want you to taste all of
me. And, I want to taste all of you, too."
Doreen smiled at me, licking the taste of my lips from her own. "Oh, yes,
my little white flower. I'll make love to you. Really, make love to you."
Doreen leaned over my tits and began to lick them, holding them in her
hands pushed together, her tongue teasing both my nipples. I could feel
sparks flashing through my body as her hands roamed over my body. First,
my arms, then my waist, my hips. Her lips began to move down my body as
she shifted her position, rocking the bed with her movements. Her lips
kissed down from my tits to my stomach, her tongue forcing itself into my
navel. She laved my belly button, pressing her tongue hard into that
sensitive place. Her face moved closer and closer to the beginning of my
cunt hair, her hands, though, continuing to hold my hips. She moved
further down, pushing her face hard into my cunt mound. I began to
reflexively buck my hips against her face.
Doreen shifted her bulk again, moving to my legs, which opened wide for
her. I watched her massive shape as her face moved back to my cunt. So
big, yet, somehow, vulnerable. For all of her bluster and joking, she was
self-conscious about her size. With me, she seemed confident that she
could be herself.
Suddenly, Doreen's fingers began to pry apart my cunt lips and her face
moved directly over me. I bucked against her as I felt her tongue dive
into my cunt hole, slurping hard against my flowing juices. The tongue
left my hole and moved up to my erect clit, circling it and stabbing at it.
Then, her teeth began to bite the clit, lightly nibbling at it and I began
to see stars. Her hands were holding onto my hips and had slipped beneath
me to hold each of my buttocks in her huge hands. She was squeezing my ass
cheeks as she plowed her face and tongue deeper into me. I was rapidly
loosing all control as I held her afro hair and pushed her face into my
cunt.
I jumped from the bed as I felt her finger, as large and long as a cock,
gently push into my cunt hole to the last knuckle as she continued to worry
my clit. I began to loose control of my orgasm, as I came over and over.
Still, she didn't stop, letting a finger from her other hand press against
my exposed asshole. Wet from my cunt, her finger slid easily into my
asshole, bringing yet another explosion orgasm that shattered throughout my
body. I screamed again and again as I came uncontrollably, bucking against
her face, her hands, her fingers. At last, she slowed her pace, letting me
finally settle down into a vibrating, blasted hulk.
Doreen lay with her fingers still embedded in my body, her cheek against my
cunt. For long moments, we lay that way as my heart slowed to manageable
speed. All that time, I kept stroking her face, moaning quietly. Finally,
Doreen withdrew her fingers from my cunt and my asshole, each with a moist
popping sound. She moved her bulk up to lay beside me. I leaned over her
and kissed her, tasting the juices of my cunt on her lips. I smiled at her
and leaned over her body. Letting my hands begin to explore her massive
spread of flesh.
Her body was huge, of course, but soft and smooth. I took one of her tits
in both my hands, not even coming close to covering its mass. I squeezed
the soft flesh, feeling her long, hard nipple press into the palm of one of
my hands. I took her nipple into my mouth while I let my other hand wander
to the other tit. While I licked and chewed at the nipple, my other
fingers pinched at the other nipple, making Doreen shudder in delight. I
couldn't get enough of her tits and began to squeeze them and roll them
around her chest. I moved my face to the space between those tits,
bringing them up to surround my head. I moved my lips down to her stomach,
kissing and licking the vast spread of her, drawing squeals of delight from
Doreen. I kept kissing and licking the flesh, slowly traveling down her
stomach to her deep, deep belly button. I let my tongue enter her there,
pressing hard, bringing groans from the bucking Doreen.
I moved my hands down to her hips, running over the soft fleshiness of her,
reaching down to touch the sides of her massive buttocks. I moved my lips
down to one of her huge thighs, licking the soft, smooth chocolate flesh.
I licked back across the thick, coarse hairs of her pussy to her other
thigh, kissing and licking the softness.
I surprised Doreen, then. I moved away from her pussy to between her legs
and, using all of my strength, lifted her left leg over my shoulder. When
Doreen realized what I was about to do, she lifted her other leg herself,
throwing it over my other shoulder. I pushed her thighs up, finally
exposing the opening of her cunt to my eyes. Between her fleshy thighs,
her cunt winked at me, beckoning my lips. I lowered my to her, letting my
tongue reach out and lick the crack of her cunt, bringing a loud cry from
Doreen. I pushed my face as hard as possible into her, letting my tongue
enjoy the wonderful taste of my first woman other than my own. It was
absolutely overpowering, the taste, the heat of her pussy, the feel of her
power and heavy thighs pressing against my ears. My hands free, I reached
down and began to massage her giant ass cheeks, squeezing them, separating
them, folding on for dear life as Doreen began dancing around the bed,
screaming her lust. I slipped one finger into her exposed asshole, pushing
it in to the last knuckle, moving it around and around.
I removed my finger and pressed against her thighs, making Doreen pull them
further back onto her chest. As her asshole came into view, I directed my
tongue at Doreen's asshole, plunging it in as far as possible. I could
feel her sphincter clutching hard at my tongue. Evidently, Doreen was
extra sensitive in her asshole, because I could barely keep my tongue in
her. Doreen was in the throes of multiple orgasms, now, and I was barely
able to hold on to her. I let my tongue slide out of her asshole and climb
back to her spread and exposed pussy. I plunged into her hard, moving my
face around and around. I moved up to her clit and bit down hard while, at
the same time, pushing two of my fingers into her cunt hole. With a loud
howl, Doreen came in torrents, dripping down into my mouth. I licked all
of it into my mouth, swallowing her copious flow.
I moved my face back as Doreen let her legs fall into place. I crawled up
to lay beside her, my face resting on one of her massive tits, my hand
resting on her stomach, feeling her ragged breathing slowly subside. Her
huge arm was draped over my shoulders, holding me against her tit. Doreen
turned toward me and said, "I want you to know, something, Girl. I've made
love with some women before, but you're something else! I can't even count
the number of times I came just now. You, Girl, are a natural!"
I smiled and leaned over to kiss her. "There's one more thing I want to
feel with you, Doreen. I want to feel you on top of me. I want to feel
all of you on me."
"Ho, Girl. I'd crush you like a nut. But, come here, Sweetie," she said,
moving to her side.
As Doreen rose, I shifted to the middle of the bed and brought my legs
tightly together. Doreen moved over me, her knees carefully on either side
of my thighs. Carefully, she stretched her arms out to either side of my
shoulders, careful not to drop her 400+ pounds onto my 105 pound frame. As
she knelt there, her massive tits were dropped over my face and I took them
in my hands and manipulated them, enjoying their bulk once again. Slowly,
Doreen began to lower herself onto me, her tits first settling on my face.
Her stomach came next, pushing the breath from me but not enough to stop
her. Next, her pussy area descended onto mine and, finally, her massive
thighs touched mine. Finally, her full weight settled onto me, burying me
in a mass of flesh.
I relished the feeling of her chocolate flesh surrounding me, feeling the
softness of her flesh. I felt totally encapsulated by her and loved the
feeling of her. I put my arms around her as much as I could, holding onto
her ass cheeks. "Doreen!", I cried out to her. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."
Doreen began to grind her pussy against mine, using her arms to control the
weight to our cunts. The feeling of the coarse cunt hairs against my
softer fleece was explosive. Both Doreen and I came over and over until
she finally couldn't do it anymore and rolled off me. We both lay there
soaked in our sweat and pussy juice. Totally exhausted and sated.
"Girl," Doreen said, between gasps for breath, "You are a marvel! Good
thing you're going home tonight. You wore me out!"
"Well," I said, "I can think of lots of reasons for more trips to the Left
Coast. Do you think you can handle that?"
Doreen looked me deeply in the eyes, leaned down and planted a long, hard
kiss on my lips. "What do you think, Sweetheart?"
What ever you do, whether you're straight, bi or lesbian, do not eliminate
the fatties in the world. I love my husband with all of my heart. But,
Doreen will always have the record of blowing my mind more substantially
that anyone I have ever know. Whenever I get to the coast, that is.
If you have any suggestions, comments or stories you would like me to write,
please email me at: toni526@hotmail.com